A Mother’s Obsession – Cadice can’t get her son’s cock out of her mind

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In the morning I woke with a start; images of incestuous sex lingering in my mind. It was still early but I knew I wouldn’t be able to fall back to sleep. If I stayed in bed, I’d have my toy back in action and I didn’t want to wake my son or Margo with the sounds of me fucking myself silly. So I got up, put on my panties, tank top and my favorite robe and decided to get some coffee in my system.

As I left my room, I met Margo in the hall on her way to the bathroom. Her hair was a mess, probably like mine, and she was wearing the robe I’d bought Jason that was similar to the one I had on. She looked at me with heavily lidded eyes and gave me a weak smile. We could have passed as sisters, with me being the much older one of course.

“Morning Margo,” I whispered, not knowing if Jason was awake yet.

“Morning,” she yawned as she entered the bathroom.

Once she closed the door I looked at the door to my son’s room. It was open just a crack. I peered in, I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t know what I was hoping to see but what I did see lit the fire in my loins once more. Jason was on his back still sleeping. When Margo had gotten up, she must have shifted the covers leaving them just above my son’s waist. The head of his cock was barely concealed beneath the tented sheet. My heart was racing and my mind was trying to will that sheet back so I could see Jason’s impressive morning wood.

I was assaulted by conflicting thoughts. Some begging me to go in and take a look while others screamed for me to get the coffee started like a good mother would. I began to listen to the voices urging me to enter his room. I saw his cock twitch and I gasped. Fortunately he didn’t hear me. Scenarios unfolded in my head as my panties grew damp. I could still smell the lingering aroma of sex coming from his room and that didn’t help my current condition. What if I snuck in there and pulled the sheet back for a quick look? Maybe I could straddle him while covering his eyes so if he woke up, he’d think I was Margo in a playful mood. I could slide his cock inside me before…I heard the toilet flush and it snapped out of my fantasy world. I hastily made my way down stairs and started breakfast.

***

Jason’s hand on my shoulder made me jump.

“Sorry Mom, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said hugging me.

“That’s okay baby, I’m just glad you found me.”

“Yeah it’s crazy out here,” he commented, looking around.

“I saw Margo over there and was surprised you weren’t with her.”

“Well…we’re not exactly seeing each other anymore,” he replied, casting his eyes downward.

“That’s too bad. I thought she was a nice girl. What happened?”

“Mom…,” he shuffled nervously, “I don’t really want to get into that right now okay?”

I nodded and gave him another hug. He gave me a program for the ceremony and told me where I should sit for the best view as he walked on stage. We were going to meet back up at this same spot afterward and I was going to take him out for a nice dinner to celebrate. He had to get seated himself so he gave me another quick hug before dashing off.

The ceremony was long and kind of boring except for the part when Jason walked on stage to get his diploma. I screamed my head off. We met back up and he drove me to my hotel so I could clean up and get changed. He was such a gentleman; telling me I looked beautiful and that I didn’t need to change but I had plans. He patiently sat by the window in my suite as I took a quick shower and got ready. I pulled out all the stops. I had a new dress, new heels and even new hosiery for the occasion. This was a special night for Jason and if things went right, it could be very special for both of us! Once I was dressed and had my makeup on, I stepped into my new heels and went out to show my son.

Jason’s jaw dropped when he saw me; just the reaction I was hoping for. My dress was a form fitting number that was strapless but had a sheer top that came up my neck and had matching long sleeves. It hugged my curves down to the middle of my thighs, that’s where my expensive hosiery took over, encasing me from waist to toe. Speaking of my toes, they were freshly painted and could be seen peeking out of my five inch platform pumps veiled in gossamer nylon. My long black hair fell in waves down my back. I’d been letting it grow. I held my arms out from my sides and made a slow turn.

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